“You love me. Real or not real?”
I tell him, “Real.”
— Suzanne Collins (via kushandwizdom)
7:37 pm • 28 July 2014 • 1,516 notes
Bless that one person in every group that is like “keep going, I’m listening” and encourages you to finish your story even when everyone else is talking over you.
7:30 pm • 28 July 2014 • 174,554 notes
“I remember when I was younger and I wanted to be beautiful; now I’m older and I want to be intelligent. I want to burn hearts with brilliance and engulf souls with compassion. I want to be loved for my thoughts and nothing else.”
— (via 400eurojob)
(Source: substvncia, via riotgrrl34164)
10:44 pm • 27 July 2014 • 104,972 notes
This is why it hurts the way it hurts.
You have too many words in your head. There are too many ways to describe the way you feel. You will never have the luxury of a dull ache.
You must suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much.
— Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via pureblyss)
(Source: abluesforbrklyn, via pureblyss)
10:41 pm • 27 July 2014 • 7,710 notes
“Here is the truth: It is hard to be in love
with someone who is in love someone else.
I don’t know how to turn that into poetry.”
Clementine von Radics, from Untitled (via despinavass)
From As Often As Miracles, available here through Where Are You Press
10:36 pm • 27 July 2014 • 1,634 notes
“I would drink her until my vision is blurry and my friends take away my keys.”
— Rudy Francisco, A Lot Like You (via makelvenotwar)
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8:49 pm • 27 July 2014 • 6,235 notes